Sexy Names

Further to my award winning comment about the inherent, deep grained sexiness of the name ‘Jen Baggs’, I bring you some more sexy names if you are thinking of swapping your moniker for something more racy:

1. Lord Sexathon Freakington
2. Reverend Silt
3. Huvoes Rancheros iii
4. Binary Fissionsville
5. Auld Langs-Thyme
6. Lady Bra-Extender
7. Rub my Copper Bangle and wish for shoe-lifts
8. Kinder Surprise
9. Royal Bank of Scotland plc are bastards
10. Porgy McYaya

Sexy names

Further to my award winning comment about the inherent, deep grained sexiness of the name ‘Jen Baggs’, I bring you some more sexy names if you are thinking of swapping your moniker for something more racy:

1. Lord Sexathon Freakington
2. Reverend Silt
3. Huvoes Rancheros iii
4. Binary Fissionsville
5. Auld Langs-Thyme
6. Lady Bra-Extender
7. Rub my Copper Bangle and wish for shoe-lifts
8. Kinder Surprise
9. Royal Bank of Scotland plc are bastards
10. Porgy McYaya

Luther Gravy

http://luthersmonkeyfarm.blogspot.com/

 

Please click on the link attached herein and find my old comrade, Luther’s, blog.  I met him in Cuba in 2001 when I became aquainted with the delightful space cowboy, Ms impartial and the sexily named ‘Jen Bags’ mmmmmm. Jen Bags. she sounds like she might lick a tree or season some laminate flooring.

Anyway, Luther and I frequented some discussion boards or other, I can’t remember it, cos I’m painfully cool and things like discussion boards aren’t. Anyway, he’s found me here and I’ve read his blog, and it’s darn good. So go, look!  Enjoy.

Angel Withdrawal

http://sherby57.co.uk/2009/11/05/oh-doctor-where-art-thou

Ah, mes cheris, I love it when you miss me. I love it like I love saying ‘the host’. I love it, like I love a tapestry of a George Formby grill (shaped like Wigan Airport). I love it like a tattoo of a cartoon character on a parent’s arm on sports day.  See the above link that is dedicated to my absence.

I’ll try to blog more often. I am humbled.

Prawns and Mince

My friend gave birth the other day. She asked me to go around and see her baby. I had a window between bungling activity and my flouncing duties, so I agreed. I quite like children and all that, which is good quality for a doctor to have. A general distaste of humans isn’t going to get you ahead in this game. Anyway, I got around to her house and she led me into the kitchen. I was eager to see the baby and had even bought some delightful gifts from my local TK Maxx jumble sale/emporia. She led me into a modernish kitchen inspired by the heady era of 2001. There she revealed two pyrex oblong dishes. One containing defrosted frozen, shelled prawns, and it’s adjacent pyrex twin, contaning cooked mince, with chopped peppers.

I weas a bit disappointed. I thought she would have at least assembled the baby for my visit. It’s current form was very disatisfying to me.